where else am I supposed to watch my pornos?
ofc there’s a TV in the bedroom. one in the bathroom, the kitchen, the laundry room, the family room, the living room, the dining room, the breakfast nook, all the bedrooms, the office, the garage, the patio.
you should join the [email protected] community.
we’re currently getting astroturfing from AI apologists.
the only good AI is a dead AI.
if you know English, German isn’t much more difficult.
for some it’s easier to learn than Spanish.
ah…the “farm vet”
fair to say I think we’ve all bean there.
I grew up in a small coal town where we (kids) would get up to trouble after dark.
one night we decided to go explore the mines and entered through the railway.
we were looking around when a security guard spotted us and started to chase us and we booked it back towards the way we came.
we didn’t know it at the time but they were bringing empty cars in to fill and the tail lights didn’t work. add to that, the coal belts were running which are very loud and almost undistinguishable from a train moving over rails. basically the air was filled with loud sounds and we were running scared.
as we were running out the narrow exit between the fencing, the cars came out of nowhere. I was lucky enough to jump out of the way and only got some cuts on my elbows from sliding down the rocky embankment. one of my friends wasn’t so lucky. he hit his head on the side of the steel car and got knocked back and the wheels rolled over both his legs basically crushing them off like a dull knife.
when the cars stopped I went back and saw the carnage of his severed legs, blood everywhere. even the smell…
he almost died that night, in hindsight it would have been better if he had. after that he was never the same. stuck in a wheel chair and had massive brain damage from the initial hit.
most my young life I thought about how easily that could have been me, and it just fucked me up.
somebody once told me, the world was gonna roll me
ghost: using all their effort to bang the fuck out of pipes to be a dick
you: (irritated) oh for ffs! knock it off! I have class in the morning!
ghost: 
*cumtrarian
but if Kamala won, all those Palestinian children would die!
she’s just as bad as Trump!
it’s almost like taking in all those Nazi’s after WW2 was a bad idea…
my bank blocks the ability to copy and paste passwords into the password change form.
want to have a 128 character alphanumeric password with multiple special characters? you’re going yo type it allllll in, twice.
oh, you have @%:;}°¥¢ characters in your password? we only allow !?+-(). now do it again.
hey, we noticed your password has too many repeating characters. repeating characters: 88 now do it again.
hey, your password must start with a letter.
hey, can’t be an uppercase letter.
hey, can’t end with 0
my bank did this shit to me. I finally tracked down a dev that worked on the software through LinkedIn.
I asked why the fuck does this happen. their response?
When your password expires it will give you a password invalid on login. this is the best way the software can force a password change.
I seriously wanted to hurt the guy, but realized he was just trying to deliver a feature that his boss wouldn’t give him the time to fully deliver on.
now, for a moment, just imagine how many other corners were cut when your banking software was written…
it very much is.
take for example Trump. A man with little to no moral aptitude. He is unable to be held to moral constraints because he refuses to recognize moral integrity from society.
it would even be fair to say that he’s the perfect amoral individual that actively repels social morals and ethics.
a controller for an automated robotic arm for lab grade chemicals.
depression and cough drops.
fuck yeah.
I’ll give up all my other worldly possessions. just for more time.